Next up on the list is Whitney!

When you think of the word "busty", a single name pops into your head: Whitney. The worryingly good, and perhaps even cheating, leader of the Johto normal type gym. She certainly had the kind of chest you'd want to restore balance to the now bottom-heavy form an regain that perfect hourglass body.

It certainly was a little difficulty to convince some poor airport employee o get you a seat on the next jet to Johto, the hard part was fitting your amazing arse into the tiny little seat you were given. The flight was fast, but the eyes and camera's constantly trained on you weren't easy to deal with. At that moment you realised you must've taken Elesa's life too: And as an amazingly attractive leader of two gyms, CEO of a global business and an Island Kahuna who does extra work as a supermodel on the side, you had no doubts that you were the most famous person on the planet, completely eclipsing the Champions like Lance, Diantha and Cynthia with ease... So it probably wasn't normal to see you on a commercial flight to Johto.

Once the flight landed, you make a beeline from Goldenrod International Airport straight to the local Gym. But as you arrive, you see a sign on the door: "Back in about a day, she lost a battle again..." You find this unacceptable and pound on the doors until you see Whitney's assistant walk to the door. She sees you and stops for a moment before sprinting across the room, opening the door and bowing all whilst letting loose a volley of apologies for the inconvenience.

She takes you across the Gym with haste, **** to make up for whatever time you'd lost at the door. You play into your new role, not even bothering to open your perfectly shaped, pink lips to dignify her with a reply. Even then, you think she might just have a heart-attack out of surprise for you even noticing her presence.

Finally, you're lead into a dark, empty room with a sniffling lump in the corner. The assistant dashes across the room and you can overhear their exchange as they whisper loudly to each other

"Whitney! Whitney It's her! She must've read your fan letter!"

"W-wha! h-her! I-I'm not ready she'll hate me!"

"Look pull yourself together! She came here to see you now go see her!"

You see the sniffling form rise from the corner and quickly walk over to you as the assistant makes herself scarce. Looks like you're gonna take over a third gym.

"Excuse me, I'd like to have some privacy with the Leader." You said calmly, the assistant blushing heavy shaking her head before leaving and slamming the door shut, presumably to masturbate to your almost perfect form. You then look at Whitney, who's looking at you while crying.

"I-I'm so sorry...I-I must have been such a disappointme-" You says before you cub her lovely face in your hands.

"It's ok~ I know just the way to make it up to me~" You say with a slight trace of lust that completely flies over Whitneys head.

"Ah-Anything!" She said pleadingly, poor girl, if only she knew her fate~ you put on a sinister grin and smash your lips into hers, getting a gasp out of her. You then take your arms and lock her into a bear hug. Smashing both of your plump chests together, the feeling of both of your hard nipples pressing together is unbelievably arousing. And now the moment you had been waiting for.

Whitney's face melts into yours with little effort at all, as your hands sink into her perky ass. And here is where things get REALLY hot. Both her breasts flow into yours, almost like dough into a bowl. Slowly sinking in as balance I returned to your hourglass form. You start stretching and morphing, your new tits flailing around like crazy. Until it unfortunately comes to an end.

Your ass has seen some moderate improvements, but your boobs are back in harmony with your rear. Almost exploding out of your bra while still feeling and looking completely natural.

You sigh as you completed your goals.